Peel
Caroline Hecht Lyrics
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And i am feeling somewhat the same
As how i imagine it to feel
Losing your outside
Peel
And yet something within me stirs
Like a shovel cultivating the earth
Filling me up with new
Will
Like the rain i want to fall
Collect into a puddle from many things small
Reflect from my shiny self
The gazers hidden wealth
It'll come 'round again
This circle never ends
We'll be here again
Missing our old friends
In the first verse of Caroline Hecht's song Peel, she talks about how everything outside has changed while she still feels somewhat the same as how she imagines it should feel. This line can be interpreted as how changes in the external world can trigger emotional responses in people while internally they might feel the same. She then goes on to say that losing external things is like peeling off a layer, revealing what's inside. This metaphor can be connected to personal growth or a change in perspective that happens after going through a difficult experience.
In the second verse, Hecht talks about how something within her stirs, metaphorically likening it to a shovel cultivating the earth. This line symbolizes how, in the aftermath of losing something significant, there's an opportunity for growth and new beginnings. She then talks about the rain and how she wants to fall and collect small things to reflect from her shiny self. This line could mean that she wants to gather bits and pieces of things that help reflect her true self and the many aspects of her personality.
The chorus of the song talks about how everything comes around again and how the circle is never-ending. She says that they will meet again and reminisce about their old friends indicating that cycles and relationships are often linked together.
Line by Line Meaning
Everything outside has changed
The external environment is different now.
And i am feeling somewhat the same
However, my internal feelings remain consistent.
As how i imagine it to feel
It feels how I anticipated it to be.
Losing your outside
Parting with the external world.
Peel
Discovering a new layer of oneself.
And yet something within me stirs
But I feel a stirring inside me.
Like a shovel cultivating the earth
Like how a shovel prepares the ground for planting.
Rupturing my comfortable still
Disrupting my cozy and static routine.
Filling me up with new
But replacing with novel ideas and emotions.
Will
And a surge of determination.
Like the rain i want to fall
I seek to be like rainfall.
Collect into a puddle from many things small
Gathering small experiences to form something significant.
Reflect from my shiny self
Shining like a new penny.
The gazers hidden wealth
Uncovering hidden treasures in others.
It'll come 'round again
The cycle repeats itself.
This circle never ends
The process of life continues.
We'll be here again
We'll repeat similar experiences.
Missing our old friends
Feeling nostalgic about the past.
Contributed by Blake Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.